Concert that just happened in RA with Me and Crystal_Shard.

[CrystalBrookes]

We did two songs, but this one was the bigger one. I'll put up the first if anypony cares, but since we did it in the dead of night we didn't have much of an audience.

02:11:23 : John_Morris John was exhilarated, even if they were only performing for an audience of one. He looks back at the mare with a grin, rather amazed they'd managed to improvise such a grand show together. "That was... something." Suddenly he didn't care about the bits he'd been busking for anymore. The rush of the show was all he needed. It had been a long time since he'd felt that.

02:12:56 : Crystal_Shard looks at him.. and her smile dissapears quickly. Like blowing out a candle. She pushes her glasses up her nose again.. "Music speaks to me. Sometimes. It can occasionally be the only thing to reach my.. .. to reach me." SHe looked back out into the street. Red Lens was still there, at his synthesizer table, though he'd switched the speakers off for now.

02:14:04 : John_Morris looked over to the red lensed pony. "Wait, is that an illusion or is somepony really there?" He asked, a bit stunned. He had picked up her change in mood, but he wasn't sure what to make of it.

02:14:33 : DJ_Creep sits down, clapping a few times, lazily. "Mint." She decided to wait, see if they'd show their faces again.

02:18:27 Crystal_Shard: "He's real. I don't tell ponies who he is, he prefers to be annonymous.. But he's a friend of mine from the local chapter of Dr Steelhoof's Army of Toy Soldiers. We've worked together before to put on shows.. ANd he's always availalbe for a street performance, in the finest traditions of The Good Doctor."

02:19:44 John_Morris: "Hm." He didn't really know what she was talking about, but he was okay with it. "Think you've got another one in you?" He grinned over to her. He wanted to feel that rush again.

02:19:49 DJ_Creep: Creep's ears flicker around a bit, causing her mild distress. She shakes it off and approaches the remaining figure left at the stage-site. "Yo~" She smirks. "Sweet getup."

02:27:29 : Crystal_Shard flciks an ear "Another bit? Did you have something in mind..?"

02:27:46 : DJ_Creep tilted her head at the masked pony, wincing a little. "Yo masks, you in 'ere?"

02:27:48 Crystal_Shard: ** Red Lens nods politley to Creep, although he says nothing. Part of his mystique no doubt.

02:28:01 DJ_Creep: ((Love the timing xD)

02:28:15 John_Morris: [[Maybe it was by design. BUM BUM BUMMMM]]

02:30:06 : DJ_Creep draws her head back, biting her lip gently. "Let me guess.. the big ol' smoke bomb. Trap door? Or teleportation. One o' th' two I'm betting. I've done a few shows in m' time." She explained. "Props t' 'ya though."

02:30:42 : John_Morris nodded to her. "You know that folk song that popped up after the whole Discord ... thing?" It was a massive incident. "I've got my own take on it... it's kind of a favorite of mine." He explained to her.

02:35:10 : Crystal_Shard listens to John Morris describe the song he wanted to do, and most notably, its tempo and nature.. SHe nods.. "Interesting.. but we'll need to get more of the street crew in on this..." She nods and steps out of the alleyway. Red Lens was shaking his head a bit, pointing at the grounnd. THe show was improvides, no pre planning involved, so no trap door.. THere were hoof marks in the dust though. Seems they were just speedy under cover of mist. But then Crystal steps up beside Red Lens and whispers something to him. Red Lens nods, and lifts his mask only enough to whistle, VERY loudly. As if by magic, many many more ponies were appearing from out of the background, dressed in black military uniforms, and wearing gas masks, though only Red Lens had red lenses. They all huddle for a bit, shutting Creep out briefly, before breaking and scattering again. A few take posts in nearby houses or buildings, in windows, on rooftops, some along the streets.. Dozens of hornlights glow to life. Whatever is next seems like till be a bigger production.

02:38:21 : DJ_Creep smiled broadly, starting at gore at the ground excitedly. "Looks 'ike they've got th' 'ole goth brigade at th' ready." Creep chuckled, taking a few steps back and sitting down agian. "You know, I ain't DJ for nothin'." She added with a shrug. "Happy jus' t' lis'n, though."

02:41:36 : John_Morris stepped out from the hiding place, ready, blood already pumping... he was pretty excited for this one. He stepped out into the "stage" area, kicking the hat he'd left on the ground a bit so it wouldn't be in the way. He waited for Crystal so he could begin, for now making eye contact with Creep. He knew who she was... impressing her was now a goal of his, though he kept it to himself.

02:43:13 : DJ_Creep immediately recognised Captain Morris, causing a wicked grin to tear across her lips like a fissure. "Ha~" She huffs, lifting her shades so that she can meet him eye to eye. Hers are daemonic red, like her shades, and bloodshot as if concussed and overtired.

02:44:47 : John_Morris just holds her gaze. He'd already impressed her once... this time he had nothing holding him back. Not like that concert back at Trottingham.

02:47:44 : Crystal_Shard nods to John that she's ready when he is, and steps to the side and back, into the background. She's busy for a minute, looking around at the various black clothed ponies who were her street crew, and giving them silent signals...

02:51:51 : John_Morris nodded, and began the song. It built up slowly and ominously... like something dark pulling at the corner of your mind and the corner of your vision, as you tried to sleep. Similarly, since Creep was the only one in the audience, he could focus the show on her. She would see darkness approaching in her peripheral vision, maybe just a flash of a cruel face... or a dishonest one. Nothing seemed to make sense as the song pressed forward. Darkness fell over the immediate area, enough for Crystal to work, as she needed to. John let out a deep, almost cartoonish laugh that echoed far through the empty streets of Ponyville... a few moments later, another laugh came, as the song hit its peak. It was rather upbeat, given the subject matter that would follow, but somehow there was still something unnerving about it, and he hadn't even reached the lyrics yet. The bulk of the show was yet to come.

02:52:04 John_Morris: [[ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jDMGv3hNMes (( Title: Super Ponybeat — Discord (EuroChaos Mix) [The Original!] )) ]]

02:54:02 : DJ_Creep giggled softly to herself, clapping her front hooves together in glee. There isn't many types of music Creep dislikes. Just so happens this is one of her favourites. The oldstyle electro-beats, that is.

03:06:40 : Crystal_Shard had canished into the shadows provided by the showmanship, and the various magical ponies helping put on this show begin to work their magic. Strange lights would flicker in the distance, but would immediately vanish if a pony focused on them. Flashes of an image, of dark staring eyes, and a malign intent... As the show hits its fevered pitch, illusory magic surrounds the show area, and anypony looking at the show would percieve the stars as beginning to spin, swirl, and change colors brilliantly. Evil laughs echo form the darkest, most indulgent recesses of your mind, as Crystal coordinates the stret crew into putting on a truely unnerving performance.

03:13:52 : John_Morris began the song proper. All the while, strings pulled upward from John. His movements became jerky and as he sang his voice didn't seem to come from him, even as his mouth moved. It seemed to come from above him. There, in the darkness, one could barely make out the ghostly figure of Discord himself... or an illusion of him, at least. He was the true source of the sound, it seemed. "I'm not a fan of puppeteers but I've got a nagging fear somepony else is pulling at the strings." John looked legitimately fearful as he was pulled upright, onto his back legs, forced into a 'standing' position. "Something terrible is going down, through the entire town wreaking anarchy and all it brings." He fell limp now, as the figure cut the illusory strings, though his music continued as if he wasn't even part of it. "I can't sit idly... no I can't move at all. I curse the name, the one behind it allllllll"

03:21:40 Crystal_Shard: ** As redlens plays and the music reaches it's opening pitch, his DJ table seems to expand and rise magnificently, smoke pouring out of its cracks and joints as it does so, colored spot lights shining through the smoke, and pipes rising up behind Red Lens as enormous speaker towers unfold from around him, the beats thumping the town and the pipes belting a carnival of freaks, belnching smoke, lightning, sparks and flame, each note lighting up each pipe and sending strange things into the sky and over the streets. Meanwhile, as John begins mouthing the lyrics, the Discord image flickers a few times, and it appears to be Crystal. She's working the puppets crosses, phantom strings pulling John about in an obscene manner.. Before the iamge flickers again, and Crystal is gone, only the puppeteer's crosses remaining, Crystal now at ground level, likewise being jerked by the puppets strings, while all the time the ground beneath them cracks and pulls assunder, flowers blossoming and wilting in seconds, rain condensing in midair, and evaporating before it hits thr ground and snow rising from the earth... Magma pours from the top of Red Lens's now massive podium, but as it touches things, it encrusts them in layers of obsidian that shimmers in the rave lights and strobe effects.

03:24:21 : John_Morris was dragged back to his feet with the mention of the name ... "DISCORRRD. I'm howlin' at the moon. And sleepin' in the middle of a summer afternoon" His voice was his own now, and his cutlass was back in his hoof, pointed menacingly and accusingly at the DJ in front of him. "DiSCORD. Whatever did we do to make you take our world AWAYYYY" He seemed almost oblivious to the chaos, though there was clear fear and anger in him. "I'm fine with changing status quo, but not with letting go, now the world is being torn apart" His arms gestured to all that seemed to be happening in an instant. He was rather impressed by the power of his fellow showpony but hid it for now.

03:28:53 : Crystal_Shard cannot take ful lcredit, she has got at her becon call an impressively scary stage crew of enthusaists helping her, at least half a dozen unicorn illusionists working on making this experience as real as possible. As he says 'torn apart' THe ground beneath him litterally falls away, crumbling into a black abyss of night sky below, a firey core of blackness in a sea of inky blue dotted with laughing stars beneath his hooves! He could feel there was still ground there, but to his eyes, it did not appear to be so. The starrs swirl into a rainbow of color below his hooves as the sky is cut by a slash of fire, as if the sun had shot across it in half a second... These illusionists were pulling out all the stops for the show..

03:29:44 : DJ_Creep donned a deadpan expression. She shut her eyes momentarily, clearing her head. She blocks out the music, a little. Just enough to focus elsewhere while still enjoying the spectacle. She was set on picking up on a few of the tricks.

03:38:34 : John_Morris was a true showman, and didn't let himself stop to be amazed by the illusions Crystal and her crew were pulling out. He saw Creep seeming to drift away... he had just the thing to put a stop to that. The music continued. "A terrible catastrophe played by your symphony. What a terrifying work of art. " He moved toward Creep, the illusion following with him. "I can't sit idly... no I can't move at all." He froze in front of her, though the words came without his mouth moving. "I curse the name... the one behind it alllll." He pointed his blade at her... it practically pressed against her nose, and gleamed with sharpness. "DISCORD. I'm howling at the moon. And sleeping in the middle of a summer afternoon." He stepped back. "Discord, whatever did we do to make you take our world away!?" He moved as if he was going to swipe at Creep with his blade, but instead suddenly fell into the illusion, seemingly, swallowed by blackness. This was an illusion of his own, built off the others. He tried to struggle out, his hand rising from it, and slowly he did rise, but in a puddle beneath him was all the color his body once contained. He was a grey, colorless, lifeless creature now. This was more advanced than anything he'd tried before, but since it was purely optical, it wasn't too taxing. "DISCORD." The name seemed to echo further. A dark throne appeared behind John, and there, the illusory Discord sat, watching, amused and menacing. He turned to the god of chaos. "Are we your prey alone? Or are we just a stepping stone for taking back the throne?"

03:46:11 : DJ_Creep took the oppertunity to give him a brief lick on the nose the moment he got close enough to her, which served to atleast break her concentration on attempting to disassemble the illusion. Her smile returned, her previous agenda shattered.

03:57:27 : Crystal_Shard grins a little bit at the trick he created, all his color having been left behind in a pool on the ground, and John himself liveless and grey.. THe same thing occured to crystal as she was washed of her color, but she was dulled even further. Even the bright whitenes sof ehr coat was taken away, Crystal looked a sif she had been hewn from stone.. The ilusory discord put his fingertips together and crossed his legs on his dark throne, glaring down at John from on high as more of the puppet crosses appeared i nthe air, pulling up the chunks of the world that had fallen, and some, strings going up, pulling the sun stars and moon down to their elvel.. THe sun goes dark, and sluggish, the moon spins rapidly, and then slows t oa halt, flat as a coin. Crystal's eyes flash yellow and red, and she stands between Discord and John, as if a servant of disharmony

04:04:52 : John_Morris stood, ready for battle with the servant of disharmony in front of him. "Discord we won't take it anymore! So take your tyranny away!" He moved to attack, but before he could, the music abruptly changed. Discord laughed wickedly "Disco -o - o -o r" his voice seemed lost in the twisted almost polka-like music. He was helpless, turning to Creep and reaching out to her. The twisted music had to be stopped... it seemed so urgent. And she had to be the one to step in now, as John fell to the ground, in a heap.

04:14:48 : Crystal_Shard is wrapped in the light of Discor'ds power and it pulls away, revealing her in a mismatched and loudly colored ringmaster's costume. A purple tailgoat, golden vest, a violently green hat with a pink bnad and blue feather, red tight pants and orange shoes.. it was just aweful! She grinned menacingly and moved towards John darkly, holding out a styalized cane wrapped in a serpent that constantly shimmers different colors, no doubt threatening some fate worse than death, in disharmony on the valiant buckaneer..

04:34:40 : DJ_Creep grew more and more worried as it went on, she couldn't help it. The swirling, ancient evil encasing the trio just seemed so real, so urgent. As John began to falter, his limp foreleg reaching out to her like a man aware of his imminent end. She stood, slowly, equipping her shield and leaning back onto her hindlegs. Creep's horn begins to glow bright red, the vibration of the music around her quickly begins to take over just as it did to John. But no, not this mare. She slams her shield down into the ground defiantly, an deep, earthen boom echoes through the streets in reaction. Her horn's light intensifies as she begins to twist her own melody into the mix, using the opening she'd blasted into the score in order to break it's hold on her friend. Real or not, Creep's not one to keep out of trouble. She steps forward, nodding and twitching to the beat she's weaving into the wubs of battle. She stops at John, reaching out to him. She shuts her eyes and places a hoof down on his shoulder ~just~ in time for her insert to fade. Discord's terrible, soul-scarring tune etches forth, clawing back into the fray. Creep reopens her eyes, holding both John and the memory of her father closely. "Discoooord, I'm howlin' at the moon!" She straightens her stance, aiming her other hoof accusatorily at Discord's manifest. "And sleepin' in the middle of a summer afternoon... Discord, what ever did we do? To make you take our world awaaaaay!" She stops, nodding her head violently, as if by a spasm. Another bone-rattlingly powerful bass blast echoes forth. "Discord! Are we your pray alone!? Or are we just the stepping stone for takin' back the throne?" She practically screams at the apparation, still twitching with the beat, her own magic amplifying the strength of the wubs. "Discord! We won't take it anymore, so take your tyranny awaaaaay!" Creep stamps her hoof down in a last ditch effort to break the hold, She stares fiercely at the creature before her, eyes trained keenly. Her eyes glassed over, teary, her mouth foamed at the corners and her chest heaving. Like a knight, standing before the castle gates faced with an impossible foe, With honour, she stands defiant.

04:42:53 : John_Morris is back to his hooves when she delivered her last line. He was by her side when she made her last push, bringing his hoof down in synch with hers. He stood just as defiant and readied his sword. He looked to the mare, with a nod, and the music picked up again, fighting back against the manifestation of chaos before them. He looked past Crystal_Shard. ""Disc-o-o o or r" His voice was lost again, in the base and the music, but this time it was driving Discord back. He looked fearful, ready to flee his dark throne. but it was too late. Creep delivered a final blast, and John's sword followed , thrown forward by the shockwaves of the bass. It dispelled Discord like a shadow in the sunlight, or a puff of smoke in the wind. The blade was impaled in the back of the throne, as the music finally faded. The throne faded with the music, and the sword fell to the ground, with a flat sound. With the illusion dropped, it was obviously plastic, after all. He gestured, exhaustedly, for Crystal to end the remaining illusions

04:43:50 : Crystal_Shard's street crew weren't layabouts, and they modified their illusions to include the invovlement of the unexpected guest performer! As the Creep begins to distort the music, from eurobeats and a carnival of horrors, into a distortion of glitch and dub, the Prince of Disharmony stands from his throne, a look of fury on his face! The illusions begin to break, the shattered ground being restored, the skies calming, all the harlequin's illusions being replaced by rippling, harsh static! But then the triumphant return of the eurobeats causes all the empty blots on reality to literally shatter, and Discord vanishes in an explosion of sparks... Leaving only his dark laughter to echo through the streets. Crystal stumbles a bit, exhausted, and her street crew, visible again, look likewise winded. Red Lens' podium was back to normal again. Its raised appearance itself had been an illusion it seems.

04:46:18 : John_Morris was pushed to exhaustion as well. He wiped blood from his nose, and didn't need to look at Creep to expect that she would be in similar condition... but they'd put on a hell of a show, for nopony in particular but themselves. He looked to Crystal and smiled to her, almost glowing with satisfaction after their performance. He couldn't do much else, at the moment. He glanced over to Creep.

04:46:25 : DJ_Creep began to laugh, softly and subtly at first but quickly exploded into a full on manical cheer. She fell to her knees, a broad grin on her face. "Brilliant!" She exclaimed while rubbing her eyes, hunched over a little. "Sweet 'moony that was THE most fun I've had in YEARS! HA!" She brakes into laughter again.

04:46:36 DJ_Creep: breaks* (( wow, how did I make that mistake ))

04:47:47 : John_Morris nodded in agreement. He could sleep right there in the street... hay, he probably would, since he didn't have anywhere to stay. But he decided to save that problem for later.

[Iona]

Random musical moments in Ponyville? NEVER happens.